What a piece of work is a man...

I know where the 7 year itch is. Actually, it's more of a maddeningly pesky ache, occuring around the 'string' at the top of the 'arches', just below the 'ball', not far from the 'pads'. No, I'm not describing some ineffable indiscretion with my tennis coach - that's not the rub here- but the throbby spot on my boyfriend's foot which he claims only my hands can soothe. (Since you wonder, I'm no foot fetishist - plus his feet are ritually clean - I guess you could say I'm disinclined but deeply kind.) 'Anna Lee...Anna Lee, the Heeeee-aaaaaler...' he sings as I set about my nightly task of massaging his feet. Why? Because after 7 full years at the helm of his insteps, I've mastered the topography of his feet and he's grown used to his nightly elysian fix. It's the 7 yr itch he wants me to scratch.